quick notes:


the HOusing commission flats shining gold in the dawn light, a mauve sky behind them, grey clouds dipped in orange dust.

the girl with dark hair and skin running up a hill in clifton hill after a small white dog; carrying it back down.

"slow down traffic hazard ahead" sign on the new bike bridge over city link. a/v equipment being set up and I guess they're officially opening the bridge, which means politicians. hazard indeed.

on Footscray Road, a lone bike in front of the waiting trucks and cars at the red light inbound: balancing perfectly on two wheels.

yesterday outside uni, a cordial conversation with a lovely young man about why I wouldn't give him money for the Lost Dog's home; because it encourages it (street solicitation), I said. he thought I meant more people would ask me specificially; then he said well yes, it is the most effective means of getting donations, which kind of proved my point.

and this morning, a conversation at the market (location and name changed because it's real)

Man A, working: "Because today's... not a good day"
Man B: "Why not?"
"It's Alison's daughter's anniversary."
....
"And I'm here and she's not." (ie Alison, who would normally be working on that stall.)

...shadows of death and loss and grieving over an everyday transaction at a market stall.